A bouquet of herbs in la cuisine
The One Deep Breath prompt is to write a "spicy fib," a poem using the Fibonacci mathematical sequence of syllables: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5 and 8.
French
chef
concocts
wondrous meals
in our small kitchen
my job is cleaning up the mess
Actually the chef (my husband) is British, but he's in France cooking with French ingredients, often using French recipes. And his creations are delicious. Of course, creativity is often messy; hence my job as chief bottle washer. I mean that literally, as using the dishwasher blows a fuse. A dishwasher repairman and two electricians have been perplexed by this riddle, which remains unsolved. These days the dishwasher is used for storing parts for the food processor.
Hmmm, I'm doing something wrong. I cook *and* do the dishes!
But I like your fib!
Posted by: Chickadee Chatter | 22 February 2007 at 08:51
that struck a chord with me -- My husband is the chef and I the dishwasher. When I cook, he does the dishes.
Very nice.
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Posted by: Erin O' | 22 February 2007 at 06:36
Excellent! It says so much, sorry I missed the yummy meal ; )
Posted by: Get Zapped | 21 February 2007 at 18:54
Excellent Fib! I can relate :o)
Posted by: whitney | 21 February 2007 at 00:06
I'm more of the cleaner-upper in my house too. Lovely fib too!
Posted by: Jodi | 20 February 2007 at 21:25
LOL @ cleaning up the mess. Seems to be universal. :)
Posted by: Hundred and one | 20 February 2007 at 18:30
Brilliant my poetic friend! xo, JP
(p.s. and that's no fib!)
Posted by: JanePoe (aka Deborah) | 20 February 2007 at 07:46
Tara,
Tres bien ma cher amie. perfect!
rel
Posted by: rel | 20 February 2007 at 01:29
It's only fair unless he's a messy cook ;) Dishwasher as storage? LOL Now that's a shame :) HUGS
Posted by: Tammy | 20 February 2007 at 00:23
I'm allergic to numbers... but I liked your haiku
Posted by: AscenderRisesAbove | 20 February 2007 at 00:08
I could live with the clean up if I had a chef! NIce fib.
Posted by: Sandy | 19 February 2007 at 23:04
Heehee! If you could see me, you'd see a smile across my face. I admit the dishwasher is one of my favorite kitchen gadgets.
Posted by: Willow Grace | 19 February 2007 at 23:00
I enjoyed this fib, it made me smile! I usually cook and my partner washes up, we can't fit a dishwasher in our kitchen.
Posted by: Crafty Green Poet | 19 February 2007 at 20:31
I love the fib - and I would certainly do the dishwashing if I had a French chef at my disposal :)
Posted by: Becca | 19 February 2007 at 19:49
Hi Tara,
Very clever fib and explanation. Mine will be posted tomorrow.
Posted by: Brian | 19 February 2007 at 19:34
Kiss the cook often and season everything with love.
Fabulous food for thought.
Love Jeanne
Posted by: Jeanne | 19 February 2007 at 17:50
roles are reversed in our family... I agree with Corey... I would gladly wash dishes for a great meal !
Posted by: diana | 19 February 2007 at 17:49
I like the fib.
I don't have a dishwasher. My building isn't "wired up" for them, although the building next door is.
(sub-text: I wash dishes ;)
Posted by: Colette | 19 February 2007 at 17:48
Never heard of a fibonacci before, but it's got a nice rhythm, and it's very fragrant. Sometimes small kitchens are the best, things smell so much better.
Posted by: waspgoddess | 19 February 2007 at 17:34
I could get use to doing dishes for a great meal!
Posted by: tongue in cheek | 19 February 2007 at 16:49
Fab fib!
Posted by: Kim H | 19 February 2007 at 16:43
Do I see basil there? My favorite- and I loved the fib!
Posted by: Regina Clare Jane | 19 February 2007 at 16:29
You lucky girl! Well, not so lucky to be cleaning, but lucky to be fed beautiful meals by your man!
Great fib.
Posted by: bella | 19 February 2007 at 16:11
I am giggling about the dishwasher, I used to live in an appartment with the same kind of electrical problems.
Posted by: meredith | 19 February 2007 at 16:02
Funny story Tara. Our broken microwave became a haven for cookbooks. LOL
Posted by: annieelf | 19 February 2007 at 15:47
oops..sorry about the doulble post,,I thought the first one got lost!
Posted by: Pam Aries | 19 February 2007 at 15:12
I dig your take on 'spicy fib'! What thyme will dinner be ready? hee hee!
Posted by: Pam Aries | 19 February 2007 at 15:10
I dig your take on 'spicy fib"! tee hee! What thyme is dinner?
Posted by: Pam Aries | 19 February 2007 at 15:09
Isn't it wonderful to have a great cook in the house? I can almost smell that basil from here. Love the poem, Tara.
*I confess I had to sneak over here - I knew you'd already have yours done & I couldn't figure out if the haiku Goddesses meant we were to write about literal spices, or if I should whip out a racy haiku!*
**Off to contemplate my spice jars**
Posted by: Neasa | 19 February 2007 at 12:48
do you grow your own herbs?
I like this 'spicy fib' :)
Posted by: miss*R | 19 February 2007 at 12:30